Date: 2020-08-27 04:16 am (UTC)
we_bring_hell: (Seven for beauty)
She raises her eyebrows at that. (One of them still has some dark blood in it.)

"For us, too. The politics of the Houses can be complex."

But the Ninth has always been shut out of that game. Too poor, too religious, too far away.

The dinner party -- she realizes it sounded petulant to bring it up, but she had been terrified of trying to mix socially with the other heirs. Yet Griddle--handicapped with a vow of silence--had still made more friends than her.

Are your biceps huge, or just enormous? Ninth, please tick the correct box.

She pinches the bridge of her nose, smearing the makeup there. Damn Dulcinea Septimus anyway.

"Was your partnership... easier than this? Classically chivalric?" She steers clear of the word 'romance,' which could be misconstrued, although she means it--of course she means it--in the courtly sense.
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